I’d started dreaming of the desert, having grown up mostly on the East Coast and right smack dab in the middle of Oklahoma I longed for something different.
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I’d started dreaming of the desert, having grown up mostly on the East Coast and right smack dab in the middle of Oklahoma I longed for something different.
I loved the colors and textures. There are giant petrified logs everywhere, some of them huge, broken into sections or tumbled together.
Cemeteries are always quiet, under sun or grey skies, whether the markers are decaying stone or wood.